Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1055: Valentine’s Day

"The body is stiff."

Isobel tapped Albert's body with her white, slender fingers, with a schadenfreude smile on her face, apparently recalling the painful days of her first yoga practice.

"I'm not like you who practice yoga every day."

Albert was helpless, letting Isobel fiddle with his arms, his body was indeed not as flexible as before. This is also impossible, even if Albert's yoga skills are at the second level, he can't reverse the situation of his body.

"That's because you've been lazy lately."

"No, it's because no one accompanies me to practice with me recently." After Albert went to Hogwarts, he temporarily gave up many of the habits he had acquired before, such as jogging and practicing martial arts, except for an egg every morning. , except for a glass of milk, basically failed to retain.

Sometimes, Hogwarts doesn't have eggs and milk every day.

Of course, another reason is that practicing on your own is really boring, and it's not appropriate to be too maverick at Hogwarts.

The habits of wizards and Muggles are not the same after all. Many wizards basically have no other too formal sports except playing Quidditch. The weight depends entirely on the individual's physique and work.

"Then... If I ask you to do morning exercises in the future, you can't be lazy, that's it." Isobel smiled happily, apparently waiting for Albert's words here!

"Are you worried that I will grow old, not as handsome as I am now, and become a fat bald man with a beer belly." Albert laughed and joked, "However, there is one thing I almost forgot, the British The water quality is really poor, and it is easy to lose hair after drinking it for a long time."

"Really." Isobel asked suspiciously.

"In Muggle terms, it means that there are too many minerals in the water. Generally, it needs to be boiled before drinking. However, this matter should only be regarded as... a small problem for wizards." Burt seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "This is a wake-up call for me. In the future, I can get a simplified version of the hair growth potion and sell it to Muggles. It will definitely sell well."

"You're a clever one, but since the secrecy laws, wizards and Muggles can't be too close." Isobel reminded, although she felt that Albert must have a way to circumvent this problem, if he was like that. do.

"It's better to hide behind the scenes."

Albert said without hesitation: "The money in the Muggle world is still very useful. For example, you can buy the land of a certain village. In the Muggle world, many remote villages have been abandoned. We can build a Our own village."

"You are very ambitious."

Isobel was dubious, she didn't doubt that Albert would do that, but it probably had nothing to do with ambition.

"It's called planning ahead. Maybe by then, we will have a lot of children. Look at the Weasleys... ahem, I'm just joking, joking." Albert felt his waist being severely slapped He squeezed it, and said quickly.

"By the way, the Fuling agent is almost ready..." Isobel's cheeks were slightly red, she didn't plan to have too many children.

"As expected of you, you succeeded once." Albert said with a smile.

"It went better than I expected."

Speaking of the Fuling Potion that had been boiled for six months, Isobel had a little emotion on his face. He originally thought that the lucky potion was difficult to brew, but he did not expect it to be smoother than expected.

Of course, it depends on the final product whether the Fuling agent can be cooked successfully.

Isobel didn't know that she felt very comfortable when brewing the Flux, but it actually came from the Flux recipe, which was a note that Albert copied from the Flux's skill panel. That thing itself is more perfect and standardized than the existing Fuling formula in the magic world. In addition, Isobel's own potion level is very high, and it will feel very smooth to follow the formula step by step.

"Then I'll leave it to you." After kissing the **** the cheek, Albert stood up and moved his body. Just doing yoga hurt him.

"You want to dismiss me?" Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied with Albert's perfunctory attitude.

"Tell me what you want, and I will try my best to satisfy you." Albert also saw that Isobel was pretending, so he laughed and joked, "A grand wedding?"

"It's about the same. But I haven't made up my mind yet," Isobel picked up the wand on the table, tapped the cushion on the floor, and put it in the cabinet, looking sideways at the still moving body Albert, suddenly said, "You said, can our wedding be simpler?"

"What's the matter?" Albert stretched his arms around the other, he saw the unease and anxiety in Isobel's eyes.

"Prophecy, and the timing is not good, and you are being targeted by mysterious people again." Isobel doesn't care much about the wedding of the two, nor does he care about other people's blessings, anyway, there are already The Lemays are witnesses to the marriage, and they have few family members and relatives.

Even if there is no wedding, it doesn't matter. In Isobel's view, it's just a formality. She also knows that Albert's wedding is largely because he wants to give her a good memory.

If Isobel is the reason, even after Albert graduates, they can directly claim that they are married.

"We can make more preparations and choose flexibly depending on the situation." Albert knew what Isobel was worried about, so he comforted, "Do a few more preparations, and even if you encounter things, you can take it easy. Respond."

Isobel is not worried about Albert's composure and ability to plan ahead.

"Would you like me to rub it for you? I learned a little massage recently." Isobel looked at Albert rubbing his waist and arms, and changed the subject.

"Of course. But you know this?" Albert was surprised by Isobel's versatility.

"I don't know. However, I've been learning this recently, and I've heard that proper stimulation of the body's acupuncture points is good for maintaining vitality." Isobel is interested in all things that keep him young.

"Forget it." Albert shook his head quickly, he didn't want to be an experimental guinea pig: "When the holiday is over, you can try Katrina, her recent exam is very stressful."

Before Isobel could speak, Albert continued: "However, I don't think there should be any of these things in Europe, let alone wizards in England."

"From the books in your bookcase, I have also taught myself some Far Eastern languages." Isobel said proudly, "Although it is difficult to understand, I can barely read parts of it. article."

"You are amazing." Albert did not hesitate to praise himself.

"You are the one who is really powerful. I really don't know how you can master so many languages."

"Maybe I have some talent in language." Albert said politely, of course he wouldn't say that he had a problem.

However, he found that Isobel was a real genius, and it was not easy to switch to other people who wanted to learn the language of the Far East, knowing that it was recognized as the most difficult language in the world.

"You're always so humble." Isobel sat down beside Albert, took a sip of the roselle tea brought by the house-elf, and sounded a little resentful: "If you were Some talents, others can't be fools, how are they going to survive?"

"The light on me is too dazzling." Albert put his arm around Isobel's shoulder and said gently: "If you don't restrain yourself, it will hurt people deeply. Also, I feel like Dumbledore There's nothing wrong with being as humble as Professor Lido."

"Dumbledore is indeed an admirable wizard, but I don't think you are like him." Isobel looked sideways at the bouquet of roses on the table, as if thinking about something.

"Maybe it's because I'm not a good person!" Albert said earnestly. "Not as great as Dumbledore."

"This is the first time I've heard someone say that he is not a good person." Isobel asked with a smile, "Mr. Anderson, can you tell me why you don't want to be a good person?"

“There is a saying in the religions of the Far East that bad people can become Buddhas on the spot when they put down their butcher’s knives.” Albert paused and continued, “But good people have to go through ninety-nine-eighty-one hardships to become Buddhas. "

"What do you mean?" Isobel asked.

"It's easy to get forgiveness when bad guys stop being bad guys. Umbridge is a ready-made case. After that guy did all that shit, he was forgiven by everyone." Albert glanced dismissively. mouth. "And good people are easy to be exacted. Dumbledore was almost ruined for telling the truth. Look at his reputation, his career, and everything."

"So, I don't want to be a bad guy, but I never want to be a good **** guy." Albert said seriously.

"Are you sure that's religion?" Isobel felt that Albert was not talking about religion, but philosophy.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, do you like the humble me, or the more flamboyant me?" Albert changed the topic with a smile.

The remarks just now were purely a rant, and things in the school were indeed a bit nasty and disgusting to him.

"I like you better now." Isobel kissed Albert's cheek.

"It feels a bit perfunctory."

"By the way, I remember you know Percy very well."

"Yes, what's wrong." Albert kissed back.

"Penello said Percy had basically forgotten about her during this time." Isobel smiled and pushed Albert's face, talking about the letter she received recently.

"Well, I know some."

"Tell me about it."

"It's very important to Percy right now. It's important to him that he has temporarily put down a lot of things." Albert picked up a piece of rose pastry and handed it to Isobel's mouth: "Percy is now an assistant to the Minister of Magic. , um, is Fudge's assistant, this is definitely a very rare opportunity for him."

"Percy is indeed such a person. I don't know what will happen to love in the end, but my career is my own. It's really hard to think about both." Isobel took a bite of the pastry with rose filling, Feels a touch of rose sweetness in the mouth.

"It seems that my luck is enviable!"

"Don't blame Percy, most people may actually become people like Percy." Albert thinks it is normal, people are profit-seeking, and Percy is just one of them. If he wants to go further, he can only seize his few opportunities. Although the method may not be glorious, but sometimes it is like this, the Weasleys are not rich, and Percy has to keep climbing if he wants to succeed.

If Fred and George hadn't gotten help from Harry or themselves, maybe their joke shop dream would never have come true.

In the long earning career, all the passion will be exhausted by the complicated work and hard life.

Having wanted to form my own circus, a trio who traveled the world performing is a perfect example.

If they had also been funded by Albert in the first place, it might have been another ending.

"That's why I say I'm lucky." Isobel also picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to Albert, "This thing tastes really good, and it's beautiful!"

"I'm pretty much the same as Percy," Albert whispered. "If I hadn't become a wizard, I'd probably have left for the Far East by now."

"The Far East?" Isobel remembered that Albert's family had all gone to the Far East.

"Yeah, there is an opportunity to make a lot of money there, if you can grasp it."

"Making money?" Isobel's expression was subtle.

"Since I was a child, I have always wanted to make a lot of money, realize financial freedom, and let myself no longer need to worry about money." Albert took a sip of roselle tea and fell into short-lived memories: "In the Muggle world, money is not everything, but it is absolutely impossible without it, and it is even harder to get money than in the wizarding world."

"So, I read a lot of books. Well, every year my birthday present and Christmas present are all books..."

“So are you now,” Isobel reminded in a low voice.

"To be honest, I haven't read all of those books, but I did learn a lot of useful things from them, and I plan to use them as a step for me to rise up in the future, and even become rich. Later..."

"You got letters from Hogwarts?" Isobel had no trouble guessing what happened afterward.

"Yes, I received an admission letter from Hogwarts, it was like a joke from God, although I don't believe in God." Albert sighed softly, "Of course, sometimes I also I will pick it up from a corner and believe it again. It is said that many people in the Far East are pragmatists in their beliefs, and I especially agree with this.”

"Pragmatists?"

Isobel thinks this word is actually quite appropriate for Albert, just like Albert helping other people open a store, in fact, part of the reason is that he values ​​future income, a fairly objective income, and also He doesn't need to bother to manage it.

"Later, my world has undergone earth-shaking changes. In just a few years~IndoMTL.com~ I no longer worry about the wealth problem that I had been worrying about." Albert sighed softly, if there was no trouble with Voldemort, then Life is more perfect.

"I dare say, except for a small number of ancient wizards, you are not necessarily rich." In Isobel's eyes, Albert's fortune history is more fantastic than a dream, "I remember that you just entered school. I was richer than most students at that time.”

"At that time, I made a bet that Fudge would become a minister and made a lot of Galleons," Albert recalls. "Speaking of which, I have to thank Fudge for helping me turn the first A galleon."

"You looked very different back then." Isobel reached out to lift Tom from the carpet and put it on the side of the sofa, and reached out to touch its head, "If I hadn't met you, I would have Presumably as originally planned, graduating with honors from Hogwarts and entering the Ministry of Magic as an honorable employee of the Ministry."

"Looks like I'm preventing you from becoming Minister of Magic?" Albert quipped with a smile.

"No, I never wanted to be Minister of Magic." Isobel shook his head.

"That's right, if I didn't get in the way, you could probably get 10,000 Galleons and become a big boss. With your talent and ability, it's not difficult to earn Galleons at all."

"I've always wondered, why do you always say I'm a genius?"

In Isobel's eyes, Albert is the real genius, and it's still unreasonable, so every time he is called a genius by Albert, he always feels inexplicably twisted.

"Those are not important, meeting you is the most important, and my greatest luck." Isobel said softly: "There are always many people who are jealous of me, but they are not as lucky as me, nor I am happy."

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